The Woman From Hell

Chapter 73

"Hahaha, this young lady is pretty shrewd, huh? You're a good judge of character, accepting such a perfect lady as your goddaughter, Petra. Mr. Grant is really lucky to have such a clever and beautiful wife.” Mr. Zach happily raised his glass.

Theo stood up and took the wine glass from my hands, giving Mr. Zach a professional smile. "Thank you for the kind words, Mr. Zach. My wife is pregnant and can't drink, so I'll toast on her behalf."

"You’re too polite, Mr. Grant. Cheers!” Mr. Zach clinked glasses with Theo with a wide grin.

"Alright, you don't have to worry anymore now. Since Mr. Zach has agreed to help you out, he'll definitely get everything settled soon. Sit down and have something to eat. You’re pregnant, and you shouldn’t starve yourself." Petra pulled me to my seat with a smile, sounding just like a loving mother.

I finally breathed out a sigh of relief. I softly said, " Thank you, Petra.”

She smiled, not saying a word, and turned around to chat with the others.

After another round of toasting, everyone started chatting about the past.

Mr. Zach looked me up and down and asked Petra, " Petra, have you gotten any news about your daughter yet? I've been asking around in Salt City but..."

Petra, who had been smiling, suddenly revealed a pained expression. She dropped her head and said," I've been looking for her, but I've not received any news so far. It’s been so many years-it’s really tough!"

off one day. As long as you don’t give up, I'm sure you'll find her." Mr. Zach patted her shoulder,

was slightly choked up. She looked at me and said, "If she was still alive, she would probably be

a slight resemblance to yours when you were younger, Petra. Now I

nodded in agreement. All of a sudden, everyone's eyes

little unsure of what to do. I could

about other things. The crowd's attention shifted

the bathroom. I propped myself u

appeared in front of me. "Rinse your

a glass of water in his hand,

you here?" I took the glass of water and rinsed my mouth

if you don't feel too well." He took my hand and tried

helping me out, this dinner party is a good opportunity for me. I can't just leave." I stood at the sink, unmoving, and peered up at him. "Were

mixed emotions in his eyes. After a very long time, he said, "I happened to bump into

still just a businessman. A rich and powerful lady like Petra would never take the initiative to offer help if

not reply, nor did I ask further questions. It was probably something to do

way, she spoke about

spoken about at the dinner table. I could not help but feel weirded out